[Intro: Lil Durk & Lil Reese] Gang! Know we mud bruddas, drug bruddas know what I'm sayin' came from the bottom Let's get it man Know what I'm sayin' they ain't gon' really like this sh** Lil Reese Let's get it bro Let's make a million dollars off this tape real quick, you know Let's get it! [Hook: Lil Durk & Lil Reese] Young n***a ruthless n***a wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters Like a point guard, shooting guard Caught his a** he so goofy Why everybody wanna be shooters, these n***as be trickin' Why you n***as not listening these n***as shootin' from a distance f** n***a they gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That fake sh** gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That f** sh** gon' make me keep my pistol [Verse 1: Lil Durk] Keep my pistol, speak on the dead and my n***as gon' get you 6 shots in the nickel, got my stripe like a ref without a whistle And I love my vultures do what they say them boys is just talkin' Reese money hawkin', ain't no n***a in the city that'll try to stop him Headshot made his whole brain scuplture 100 pounds let the whole hood older Knew some older n***as pension turned some young n***as cobras Chase his a** face his a**, no he ain't get no pa** Erase his a** lace his a**, he know his a** is gra** 100 thousand in the stash box he ever need me then he asked out Found the plug and I cashed out My baby momma made me lash out Free my young n***a (?) Smoke a bag up with Reese With the muthaf**in' groupies know my life is movie [Hook: Lil Durk & Lil Reese] Young n***a ruthless n***a wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters Like a point guard, shooting guard Caught his a** he so goofy Why everybody wanna be shooters, these n***as be trickin' Why you n***as not listening these n***as shootin' from a distance f** n***a they gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That fake sh** gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That f** sh** gon' make me keep my pistol [Verse 2: Lil Reese} These n***as ain't shooters, a lot of these n***as they snitchin' they goofies These n***as ain't stupid, talkin' like he about it but I know he ain't ruthless And you don't want to get into it, 'cause n***as around me they'll toy with you too And you don't wanna really do it, talkin' like you got it you can do it too And let's get straight to it, flame with the backwood wood after wood I know me and Durk good, now you go get out the hood not to be in the hood And we can go back to it, but a lot of n***as can't go back to it I'm just sayin' I'm good, I'm just sayin' we good So much sh** I can say but it can be locked today After doin' bad I pray, I gotta thank The Lord everyday 'Cause you know where I come from it ain't safe Pull up, hit 'em with the K Pull off, DOA [Hook: Lil Durk & Lil Reese] Young n***a ruthless n***a wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters Like a point guard, shooting guard Caught his a** he so goofy Why everybody wanna be shooters, these n***as be trickin' Why you n***as not listening these n***as shootin' from a distance f** n***a they gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That fake sh** gon' make me keep my distance (distance) That f** sh** gon' make me keep my pistol